I wasn’t supposed to be born. There was another fetus, the year before, who died amid great sadness. It was to have been their last child, but then they chose to have another because their chosen one had died.      I know they love me, but when they look at me I wonder if they’re thinking ... what if ... what if the other one had lived?     They’d already picked a name for it. <END> The writer's novels and story collections may be purchased at … [Read more...]